[ Gen snorts, not bothering to pause in his movements as he continues unpacking the many different packages and boxes that have been tetris-ed into his courier's pack. ]
You think I'm gonna understand anything if you show me? [ He'd only stayed enrolled in highschool to maintain some pretense of normality; he knows he's too stupid to understand anything as technical as chemistry. His movements do falter with a slight flinch when he notices the sharp slice of that tail, but Gen only squints for a moment before resuming his work. ] As long as you can sign off that nothing came damaged, then that's as far as I care about your system.
[ His customer service is truly gold star-worthy.
Still. Even that shitty attitude of his does have small cracks. Because once his pack's empty, Gen leans against a counter off to the side to start nursing a glass of water (without so much as a word of thanks, of course) -- and looks up with a blink at the compliment extended his way.
He's silent at first, but the flat expression he wears is rather betrayed by the intrigued flick of a ear, and the way his tail wags slowly behind him, just once. It's not that often that he's commended for his work, after all. ]
... too bad for you, but only for a little longer. [ Gen drains the rest of his glass to try and flatten out his voice, attempting to maintain his usual pretense at apathy as he pours himself another glass. ] I'm the regular for this area, yeah, but I'll probably only stick with this for another week or two, so make your requests fast. Unless you're gonna be looking for a blacksmith after that.
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You think I'm gonna understand anything if you show me? [ He'd only stayed enrolled in highschool to maintain some pretense of normality; he knows he's too stupid to understand anything as technical as chemistry. His movements do falter with a slight flinch when he notices the sharp slice of that tail, but Gen only squints for a moment before resuming his work. ] As long as you can sign off that nothing came damaged, then that's as far as I care about your system.
[ His customer service is truly gold star-worthy.
Still. Even that shitty attitude of his does have small cracks. Because once his pack's empty, Gen leans against a counter off to the side to start nursing a glass of water (without so much as a word of thanks, of course) -- and looks up with a blink at the compliment extended his way.
He's silent at first, but the flat expression he wears is rather betrayed by the intrigued flick of a ear, and the way his tail wags slowly behind him, just once. It's not that often that he's commended for his work, after all. ]
... too bad for you, but only for a little longer. [ Gen drains the rest of his glass to try and flatten out his voice, attempting to maintain his usual pretense at apathy as he pours himself another glass. ] I'm the regular for this area, yeah, but I'll probably only stick with this for another week or two, so make your requests fast. Unless you're gonna be looking for a blacksmith after that.